Chapter 32
Amelia, who had fallen to the ground, looked at the broken inkstone and quivered her lips without saying
anything else. He picked up the vacuum cleaner and left. Staring coldly at her leaving, Patrick strode forward and
slammed the door.
Amelia just walked out the door and was shocked. As Lucy said, he was far from accepting her.
In the study.
Looking at the slightly distorted envelope in his hand, Patrick seemed slightly lost in thought as this was not a
love letter at all, but a Dear John written by Sissi..." "Tap-tap."
He wasn't aware how long it had been and a tap on the door was heard. Amelia returned and asked outside the
door, "Have you had dinner before coming back? Two dishes are ready. If you're hungry, cout and we have
dinner together."
Knowing that he was angry, she asked in a low voice.
Patrick sneered and said, "I'm not hungry!"
There was no sound outside.
Patrick's got curious and thought Amelia was senseless - She hadn't seen her husband for so long and messed
up his study upon meeting. Now she heard that he wasn't hungry and left immediately, why didn’ she ingratiate
him at all?
Rubbing his stomach and gritted his teeth to resist, this stubborn man refused to go out, which might make
Amelia laugh at him.
It was late at night and everything was quiet. A shadow quickly flashed to the kitchen and opened the fridge
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Except for a row of mineral water, there was nothing left but the fresh food to be cooked, not even a single bit of
cooked food.
Patrick's face turned long and assumed Amelia treating him unfairly. Suddenly he turned his sharp eyes to the
kitchen table and was stunned when he saw stir-fried beans with pork slices and stewed potatoes with duck
meat.
The food was protected by a plastic basket and there was a note on it, so Patrick took it off and read it.
"If the food was cold, warm them up with the microwave. Also, there was cooked rice in the rice cooker."
Patrick was thinking, "Does the clumsy woman predict accurately that he can't bear his hunger and go
downstairs looking for food midnight?
Do you really think you can read my mind?"
Patrick reached out and poured out all the food. He thought, "Humph, you think you're really sensible?"
Patrick called and asked Charles Sullivan and William Rhodes out. Three handsmen sitting in the dining
room of a high-end hotel, looking luxurious.
Patrick was starving and concentrated on eating, while the other two were drinking and talking about business.
Seeing Patrick gobbling quietly, the other two guys laughed at him as a reincarnated ghost who was starved to
death.
Having dined and wined to satiety, Charles suggested, "Drag racing?"
William shook his head like a rattle drum, "No, that's too dangerous."
"Tut-tut, you seem to be hen-pecked
after getting married and you wanna
take very care of your @fe@venthe
secondlipeh ie breathing the last,
right?" Charles laughed at William
and turned to Patrick and asked if he
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Patrick agreed without hesitation as all his angers need venting.
So, despite of William's resistance, the three men arrived at International Sports Center, where there was a legal
racing track.
Since William did not want to join
them, Patrick and Charles assim
to sit nfpeseeadior (roa and
Walked o the locker room to change
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There were four entrances to the
track. With the judge's gunshots,
Patrick stepped Hg pte om
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an arrow out of the bowstring.
Charles was left behind and got
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Hearing the sound of the whistling wind, Patrick felt much more relieved, as if all the knot in his mind had been
undone.
However, he was still frowning because he could not forget how Amelia was roared at innocently by him.